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  • “So honorable, in fact, that she’ll sacrifice herself again later tonight.” Jade’s brown irises topped her smiling, almond eyes, “Does one-thirty work for you?” “Two would be better.” Bianca mumbled, then added, “You rapist whores.” BRANDON “Fuck her, Brandon. Fuck her like she wants it.” Julia’s voice dripped in my ear, her body pressed to my back; breasts pillowing against my shoulders, belly molding to my spine, pelvis pushed against my repairman glutes, and cock buried in my ass. I wish I could say I took Julia like a power-bottom, but she gently made me her bitch in about two thrusts. Unlike Willowbud however, Julia didn’t laud her obvious sexual superiority over me, or take advantage of my vulnerability. She encased me in her arms, holding me from behind like a woman hugging her man, resting her cheek on my back, and joining her hands around my curved-back cock. She didn’t emasculate me, but empowered me with the gentle kisses on my neck, and the tender tones of her moaning mouth. She moved her hips slowly, carefully, pulling out and thrusting with the most gradual of motions, housewife seeping every shift of our sex in sensuality. Her heat radiated pleasantly within me, throbbing against my anal organ, pushing deeply into me. “Fuck her like the sinning whore she is.” Julia whispered again, the content of her words contrasting the sweetness of her voice. Before me, Willowbud was bent over, staring back over her shoulder with big eyes. Grey eyes. Lucilla watched me from behind Willowbud, her pale lips slightly agape, her porcelain flesh shining with her patterns, her supple legs wrapped around Willowbud’s waist, and Willowbud’s cock stretching her pink pussy thin. Willowbud never let me fuck her ass, and she certainly never let me fuck her while she was male, but I guessed it was Corruption who had put such shackles on Willowbud’s sexuality. Corruption was just along for the ride now. She stared back at me, hate and love, fear and confusion. She couldn’t seem to get herself wholly in Willowbud anymore. She outlined her meld, but didn’t blend into her. “Give it to her.” Julia whispered again, then guided my hips forward with her own. I could hardly deny the dominant Heat Bringer. I grabbed Willowbud’s little ass, my fingers indenting the caramel flesh, and I watched her bite her lip in submissive anticipation, her big eyes pleading for it. Julia lined my cock up, and pressed it to Willowbud’s winking, pink sphincter. Willowbud’s shoulders hunched, her head tilted back, her expression turned to the sluttiest face I’d ever seen her dawn. So much vulnerability, so much weakness, so much need. Julia sucked gently on my neck as she pushed her cock into me, and I pushed my cock into Willowbud. Willowbud moaned a low tone, then it rose, and rose, until it was a high whine of uncontainable pleasure. Her shoulders pinched, her back collapsed into a concave arch, and she fucked Lucilla to the same depth I fucked her. All four of us sung in harmony as we shifted in congruence. Lucilla’s head dropped back to yield her satisfaction, and she and Willowbud shared a sloppy kiss seeped in hedonism as I provided the power, and Julia anchored the end. I drove on my own accord, sliding my ass along Julia’s length, fucking Willowbud as I fucked myself. Jim was puzzled. I inserted my hand inside it and grabbed his dick. I was really hoping for some lovin tonight.” The pleasure spilled through me. “Just the fucking best!” She looked up at the very satisfied, exhausted expression on his face & returned the exact same expression, then made her way back up from his softening privates, up his naked torso to lay her own nakedness on top of him so that they were housewife very intimately face to face, boob to chest. I reached for the bottle and took another sniff. *”Sorta yeah, I mean if you think of God as an idea, you could make the case that he’s made up, just in our imagination but you could also make the case that many ideas have come to fruition, so maybe ideas come from a place of knowing, not a thought, but all thoughts, every thought, flowing around everywhere, through everything. It was so so amazing, and what made it sexier than ever was that we were in a crowded parking lot, he was eating me out right there in public where everyone could see. At 28, she repairman felt like she could be their mother, they must have joined the service as teenagers. Rather than plain ol' Mel, everyone calls me Mel, I love how you say it, Mello-dee " she said. First, the big news.
  • "Sindee and her new protégé," I tell her, without thinking that John is in the room. Dakota just smiles her big smile. She knows that Sindee will submit to me, no matter what I ask of her. “Darling, would you like to assist me with my slut, Sindee?” “Oh, may I?” She asks with a smile and a gleam in her eyes. “Absolutely. Why don’t we stop by the porn store and get them both a collar?” I say feeling a bit devilish. “Daddy don’t tease me! You’re making me wet just thinking about that.” Dakota says. I lean down and take a big lick of her sweet pussy. She cums almost as soon as my tongue touches her clit. “OH, FUCK DADDY, YOU MAKE ME CUM SO EASY.” She says breathing heavily. I sit up and begin to put my clothes back on. John, Tina, Amy does as well. Dakota just lays there a couple minutes more trying to catch her breath. When everyone finishes dressing, except for Dakota, I ask Tina if she could take John home and pick him up tomorrow morning and the both of them get here about 10am. She agrees, kissing John and telling him to follow her which he does. Dakota is finally dressed. She kisses me, then turns to Amy and kisses her. “C’mon ladies, let’s go home.” We all head down to the living room. I collect my stuff. Amy leans into me and says, “You make me wet just being around you Daddy. Thank you for letting me stay with you guys.” Before she kisses me passionately, forcing her tongue into my mouth. Everyone grabs some of the stuff. I look out at the pool, but no one is there. repairman In my head, those three will make a nice addition to our play party group and who knows, maybe the Marine locksmith might even make a good addition as well. As we are heading to Dakota’s car in the garage, I realize that I don’t have a key for any of the new locks that were housewife installed today. I head back to the kitchen. There on the counter, I see 40-50 keys on the counter. Included in the mass of keys are 4 red keys. I pick them up, putting them on a single key ring and put them in a drawer. I pick up what I believe to be two master keys. Going over to the front door, I open the door and put each key in the lock turning it to make sure that they work. I close the door and lock it from the inside. I go back to the table and pick up my laptop and ensure that the glass doors are latched and head to the garage. Dakota has the car running. I see two other cars. I love you Babe, and nothing can change that” My vision tunnels, and I fall to sleep. “Damn, you are just my slutty mom,” Billy groaned. “It will only last a minute. After the assignment and all, we went to the bedroom. “My Sam!” he growled and buried his shaft to the hilt in me. “You know,” She said, turning to look at me, “Unless he’s done something in the last few months, he’s never been with two women.” Fuckin’… fuckin’ nobody.” She repairman rambled. Eddie seems housewife to study me and is quiet for a moment. I step down to the noises of the TV. The issue was that I didn’t hear from her for a week so by that point I had pissed them again before she asked about them. When she finally relented, the enraged woman was panting and her throat ached from screaming at her car, her hands throbbing after such a violent outburst. The men all sat down as Carole brought over two of the drinks. This one is a pussy pleaser." He looks at Marcy’s face again and says, “Say it again.”